
Soft brown eyes flicked furtively towards the guard鈥檚 room, then back to the ripe luscious strawberry she had carefully placed on the table鈥檚 edge. She waited for the guard鈥檚 laconic indifference to blend into the certainty of distraction, then secreted the treasure in her loose pocket.
鈥淔or my friend,鈥 she confided, while a hint of defiance momentarily lit up eyes that for most of our visit had spilled out a lifetime of sorrow and loss. 鈥淢y pregnant friend.鈥